You woke up early the following morning still in Aizawa's arms. You were partially on top of him, with one leg thrown over his and your head on his shoulder. His eyes were closed with his arms looped loosely around your waist.
The alarms hadn't gone off yet, so you weren't sure if you should try to move and risk waking him.
"This week is going to be the death of me." You muttered quietly under your breath. You closed your eyes again, resigning yourself to pretending to sleep until he woke up.
"Is being stuck with me really that awful?" You heard Aizawa ask, his voice still thick and heady from sleep.
"What? No, I didn't mean it that way." You said quickly.
Crap. How long has he been awake??
"How did you mean it then?" He mumbled. You looked up slightly to see Aizawa's eyes still shut through his mussed up bangs. He made no attempt to remove his arms from your waist.
"It's just— I can't think straight around you sometimes." You admitted before hiding your face against his shoulder.
It's too early to be this embarrassed.
"You still aren't comfortable around me, that's not something that's going to change overnight." He said sounding faintly dejected.
You pulled the yellow quilt up higher around the both of you and considered what he said.
"It's not that I'm uncomfortable around you, I'm just an awkward person and get attached to people way too easily sometimes."
"No pun intended?"
You smacked his chest playfully, "Oh shut up, I was being serious."
"I know," he yawned deeply, "hey, what time is it?"
You tapped his shoulder and he begrudgingly released you so you could roll over and grab your phone.
"It's a little after 6, so we still have plenty of time to get ready before you need to leave." You answered as you rolled back over next to him. You scrolled through your notifications and stopped at a group of texts, "Huh. That's weird, Mic texted me a couple times last night."
"Is everything alright? He probably wasn't able to find everything last night and was asking where you kept it."
You opened the conversation with Mic to see 13 new unread messages.
Mic 😎🎙: hey, im at the apartment
Mic 😎🎙: do u have a certain type of clothes u want me to grab
Mic 😎🎙: Y/N
Mic 😎🎙: don't say I didn't try to get ur opinion
Mic 😎🎙: don't worry, you'll look great
Mic 😎🎙: Shouta won't know what hit him ;)
Mic 😎🎙: hey I'm back at shouta's
Mic😎🎙: u guys awake?
Mic😎🎙: hope u two are decent. I'm coming in.
Mic😎🎙: Told u he likes u
Mic😎🎙: *click to download image*
Mic😎🎙: I took more if u want them lol
Mic😎🎙: don't worry I sent him a copy too ;)
You clicked to download the photo and felt yourself turn bright red.
You heard Aizawa sigh and looked up to see him staring at you, "what'd hair-for-brains do this time?"
"He dropped off the stuff and apparently took the liberty to check in on us. He sent a photo."
"A photo?" He asked frowning.
"Yea, I mean, it's a cute photo but.." you held the phone out so he could see it.
"I'll talk to him about it later." Aizawa said flatly.
"I'm sorry."
"Why are you apologizing this time?"
"I don't know, it seemed like the appropriate response." You said with a shrug.
"Don't apologize for his actions." He leaned in close to look at your phone again, "pull up the photo again."
"He said he sent it to you too by the way." You mentioned as you both looked at the photo.
"It's not a bad photo, but it's horribly misleading." Aizawa commented before laying back down on his pillow.
He was right, Mic had managed to snap a photo in the dim lamp light and made it seem cozy. In it, Aizawa was propped up slightly on his pillow with you resting partially in his lap. You were using his chest as a pillow and he held you close in his arms.
"Yea, just a bit." You snorted.
"Did he say anything else?"
"Nope, that was it."
"Pass me my phone off the nightstand."
You tossed him his phone and played with the volume buttons on yours as he read his messages.
Hizashi: hey does Y/N not have her phone with her
Hizashi: can u ask what kind of clothes she wants
Hizashi: what do u think she'd wear?
Hizashi: fine.
Hizashi: I'm grabbing her nicer looking clothes.
Hizashi: *excited gasp* she has a leather jacket too—IM PACKING IT.
Hizashi: u should ask her out at the end of all this
Hizashi: u don't have to agree with me now but definitely think about it man
Hizashi: I'll make sure she has something for a date packed just in case (ur welcome)
Hizashi: I really think she's into u man
Hizashi: dude I'm here, let me in.
Hizashi: I'm coming in, don't kill me.
Hizashi: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hizashi: u playa, I didn't know u had it in u!
Hizashi: u guys look good together
Hizashi: *click to download image*
Hizashi: I can't remember the last time u looked this peaceful man, it's weird.
Hizashi: don't get me wrong, it's a good weird.
Hizashi: think about what I said earlier, u know I'm right.
Hizashi: heading to bed, u can strangle me in the morning
Aizawa rubbed his face and groaned.
"What's wrong?" You asked looking up from your phone.
"I think we need to go check your bag."
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The Little Red Thread: Soulmate AU (AizawaXreader)
Fanfiction[Completed] Buckle up guys, gals, and non-binary pals, this is gonna be a cringe-y ride!! Aizawa and the reader suddenly find themselves tied at the wrist to each other by a mysterious red string. Unable to separate for a week, the pair get to kno...
